The cultivation base reaches the level of the gods.
Chu Linguang discovered that the world had changed.
Even if he doesn't need to use his eyes, the surrounding grass and trees seem to become so clear and real, and he can even feel the trajectory of the airflow in the air.
Especially within three feet of the whole body.
As if within this range, everything is in his mind.
When the blood king hit, Chu Linguang did not feel the slightest breath of pressure, and even in his perception, he clearly sensed that the blood king's strength and speed were weakening.
Even if it is the upright law that covers the boxing technique.
They all looked so dilapidated and couldn't get on the table.
As a result, when this punch arrived in front of him, Chu Linguang gently raised his hand and grabbed the fist of Xue Jun. The sharp fist was unable to pierce the qi in his palm.
At this moment, Chu Linguang opened his eyes.
He clearly found out.
It's not that the strength of Blood Lord has weakened.
But his own strength has become stronger.
He climbed to the top and crossed the Great Master, entered the level of the gods, and came to a higher mountain.
Look at the side of the blood king.
The blood prince who used to tower high into the clouds and needed him to look up has lost his previous aura.
In his eyes, it was just a small hill on the plain.
Ordinary.
"what!"
Mandala's eyes widened and looked at everything in disbelief. He thought that Chu Linguang would die and become a dead soul under the fist of the Blood Lord, but he did not expect that he would actually squeeze the Blood Lord's fist.
Wait a moment.
Chu Linguang squeezed Lord Blood's fist.
Mandala was irritated by this discovery and opened his mouth wide.
"Um?"
The Blood Lord himself was unexpectedly surprised on the spot.
Chu Linguang's breath was obviously the same as before, no change, but at this moment, the blood lord felt that Chu Linguang seemed to have changed himself.
Like Ye Chenning Xuanyuan and the others, it was unpredictable and incomprehensible.
Could it be that Chu Linguang and Ye Chenning Xuanyuan are the same type of people.
Do not...
Mr. Xue shook his head abruptly.
He has cultivated so far and has achieved many great achievements, fighting on the battlefield, struggling in the blood, determined in heart, and talented. Even like him, he has not been able to see through this layer of mystery at this moment.
How could Chu Linguang reach the top at a young age.
Beyond him and Ye Chenning Xuanyuan and others are evenly matched.
This was almost just a momentary thought, the blood king couldn't believe it, and he wouldn't believe it.
At the moment when his fist was pinched by Chu Linguang, Lord Xue controlled the fist on his fist, like a firework exploding, trying to penetrate Chu Linguang's flesh and blood, and at the same time, the breath of his body formed a vortex visible to the naked eye in front of him, wanting to impact Chu Linguang , Smashed Chu Linguang from the top of the mountain, causing Chu Linguang to fall to pieces.
Chu Linguang, who just grabbed his fist, swiped his palm on his fist, and erased the fist brilliance from his fist. The hood shook, and he stepped forward slightly, an invisible force from Chu Linguang. The body gushes out and hits his chest directly.
boom!
The blood king was shaken back.
Staggered.
The breath is confused.
Looking at Chu Linguang with an incredible expression.
"You chased me fiercely, now you should replace me, let me see how powerful your blood prince is, dare to be so arrogant."
Chu Linguang stretched out his hand, a rush of suction gushed out, chopped off a nearby bamboo, and sucked in directly, becoming a dog-sticking stick.
Then he carried the bamboo stick and used the dog-sticking method to cover Xiang Xuejun.
The so-called dog-sticking method is a peculiar learning of the beggars. After Chu Linguang inherited it, he was able to use this set of sticking methods to the extreme with limited strength.
Previously, he had only the strength of the top master, and he couldn't deal with the blood king with the use of the dog stick.
Breaking through the gods at this moment, the strength is not what it used to be.
As soon as Chu Linguang shot his hand, the situation was changing over there, and the dogs around him barked endlessly, as if every way of the stick method was used, and the wolf dog died under the stick.
It seems that between each stick, there are thousands of wolf and dog dead souls, and with the transformation of Chu Linguang's stick method, a series of scalp-numbing dog barks are formed.
"This is a lost technique."
Mandala said in shock.
She hadn't recognized the whip and arm used by Chu Linguang for a short time. At this moment, Chu Linguang used a bamboo stick instead of a dog stick. There were various ways of changing, which made her stunned for a while.
At the same time, it shocked him even more.
The blood prince who had previously suppressed Chu Linguang all the way was defeated by Chu Linguang's great technique, and even became confused.
Difficulty, this is Chu Linguang's true strength.
It was unprepared to be suppressed by the Blood Lord before.
At this moment, he made a full attack and cooperated with the dog-sticking method, and he really showed his eloquence.
"Who taught you the great technique? What is your strength?"
The blood king is depressed.
He clearly felt that Chu Linguang's strength was definitely not as good as him.
Previously, he suppressed all the way, and even almost killed Chu Linguang. Unexpectedly, in a blink of an eye, Chu Linguang seemed to have changed himself, counterattacking him, and beating him tired of parrying.
"Today you must surrender to me."
Chu Linguang said coldly.
"dream!"
The Blood Lord responded directly.
With the palm of his hands, he formed a peculiar palm print, like an eagle spreading its wings and slapped it suddenly. The hurricane rolled up, and his inner strength was like a mountain league tsunami, sweeping towards Chu Linguang.
"The thirty-sixth way stick method, canine teeth!"
However, Chu Linguang hit the dog club and covered it, and the green bamboo in his hand seemed to have become Sun Monkey's dog club, directly breaking the hurricane and smashing its tsunami-like inner strength.
A stick fell on the shoulder of Lord Blood.
Lord Xue was unstable and knelt on one knee.
He turned into anger and flanked with both hands, trying to slap the bamboo stick in Chu Linguang's hand.
It's a pity that Chu Linguang's dog-playing and sticking methods change back and forth in various ways, and for a while, the blood king can't stand it.
not to mention.
Chu Linguang's strength at the moment was already above him.
Whether the power of the gods is comparable to Ye Chenning, Xuanyuan and others is still unknown.
But the strength of the blood king is only half a step in the gods.
Which one is beyond the top master.
There is still a big gap between Chu Linguang and Chu Linguang.
Back then, he competed with Ye Chen and lost that three-point strength. He only had a half-step in the Divine Realm. He failed to become a real power in the Divine Realm like Ye Chen, and thus lost to Ye Chen.
Lost the position of God of War of the Southern Territory.
From then on, he quit the Southern Territory and was depressed. He came to Zhangchuan City this time because he wanted to pass the Dzogchen Huiyuan Pill, break through the cultivation base, and become a real powerhouse in the realm of God, and continue to contend with Ye Chen.
Unexpectedly.
When I came to Zhangchuan City, I encountered the role of Chu Linguang.
At the same time that shocked him, he was even more embarrassed at this moment. Not long after he had scars on his body, he must have been whipped by a leather whip. Although he wouldn't be skinned and fleshy, as a dignified blood monarch, he had no face.
"Chu Linguang, you wait for me."
The blood prince exploded quickly.